"Breathe, Lyla. You've always been mine," 
he grazed her lips with his finger. 

Born a werewolf, cursed as a child, Damon knew he was different even before he was ten. He was never allowed to mingle with kids his age by his father but that didn’t stop him from knowing how to hunt and kill. 

He never had his wolf because of his curse or so he thought and this made him ruthless, brutal and unwilling to become the Alpha that he was supposed to be until a tiny, beautiful princess came into the picture, making him want to protect her at all cost and this could only be possible if he became the Alpha that he hated the most.

Alpha Damon.

"Good morning to you, Ruth," I greeted as I happily walked into the kitchen.

"Good morning to you sunshine. Someone looks beautiful and radiant this morning" She replied, smiling at me.

"Stop teasing me, Ruth" I begged jokingly.

"I'm serious sunshine. You're beautiful"

She gave me a side hug before focusing back on what she was cooking.

"Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Yes Luna. Draw out that chair and sit prettily on it" She replied and I rolled my eyes at her word even though I ended up doing as she had instructed.

"How's your friend? I mean Ashley," she confirmed when she realized I was a bit confused about her question.

"She's doing alright. I'll be visiting her at the pack's clinic later"

"I hope she recovers quickly. A Vampire's sting is too deadly even for a witch" She said, shaking her head slightly.

"Didn't Damon tell you about it?"

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